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Jan 2014
The letters have faded;
only leaving behind your tongue on my mouth.

And when I close my eyes,
I see carnal stars in the night,
yelling at my hands.

I can see them tickling the savage vice,
that your phallus has become,
to cause the heartbeat of the universe,
right directly among my legs.
Kätherin Krüger
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Kätherin Krüger  Mexico City
(Mexico City)   
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